Cherry

I hunt silence

I found this place by drawing a house, two windows with a front door between them and moved in.

Like a Fury at the Dervish Hall

Like a fury at the Dervish Hall The hillside's fiery Torch Did from an ashen-visaged dome Scorch Ice to quosh for a sinuous and darker curl And then fell Revitalising
Story of the week

Marcus

...it was a nearly a draw in the 'who sounded most pissed when saying goodbye' competition. His mum and dad edged it though.
Cherry

Namesake

Marrying a dwarf had shrunk his expectations. Friends, arranged the blind date where he'd nearly missed her in the bar, hidden by the grown-up sized world.

Poppy

A Remebrance day poem

Curious 'obby

Blank verse, an old one (Screws is an old Leicestershire slang word for Rheumatics, Mi duck is a term of endearment common to most of the East Midlands)

Should’ve…But She Didn’t!

A go at the IP singular.

Cunning

A roundness of curving and taut skin stretched tight and neat round from the curved bottom between the opening thighs. A warm heartbeat of a place snuggled deep in its forest hide.
Cherry

Black Lace and Burgundy

Catlike, her fingers stalk the keys; Für Elise from memory. Con espressione, indeed ...

Culture Jock

Who are we to say what anything is worth?

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